Monthly Archives: August 2011

TENSE UP. . . GO LIMP

Tense up. . . ++++++++++go limp. . . be it that +++++you want to be a stud +++++++++++++++++++++++++or are content to stay a wimp. . . Even the most dense of us ++++++++++must breathe out sometimes as well as in. … Continue reading

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THE GIVEN GARDEN

Adam and Eve a gift a life a garden a place in paradise thus guaranteed. . . so far, sounds great. . . no need for clothes no shame no need for hunger. . . But one demand– to be … Continue reading

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AT EVENTIDE

Dark silhouette of clouds– a fitting fringe for the sky of falling night below high dusk blue that will slowly inch its way to ink in waning light but now segues low to fading orange.

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IN THE FACE

In the face of legions of reasons and thoughts that conspire to plot against my true desire, a modicum of courage and the subversive moves of steadfast love slither their way through the cracks and get me back on task. … Continue reading

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AT A CROSSROADS

Gull calls and wind freeway and street cars whizzing by sound of gentle fast peels of the rubbery rolled wheels whisk of brushed curtain in breezed window frame bus pulling up and hissing its tire to bend to let on … Continue reading

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THE LAST THING I DO

I wonder if I could say, “I’ll get that done if it’s the last thing I do.” Even if I could say that, I would hope that it wouldn’t be. . . which makes it a little bit difficult to … Continue reading

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PLOVER LOVE

Okay, so I know I’m not exactly a trailblazer in loving little plovers and other teeny-tiny shore birds that run-run-run on their little spindly legs toward the tide, where they peck-peck-peck with their pointy little beaks, to eat whatever goodies … Continue reading

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